Yet Again, its morning.

Once again it's my fortnightly having-to-get-up-way-too-fucking-early tuesday, so I can go to a networking meeting. I find I'm ambivalent about these things. I doubt I gain any clients through one of these, but I find its helping me learn how to talk to people in a business setting, and how to describe to them just what it is I do.

Linux Viruses: FYI

FUD can work both ways. So, in all honesty, I have to say "Yes, Virginia, there are Linux Viruses". That doesn't mean they're a serious threat or anything, and you notice that that is rather short list compared to the many dozens of pages the list would take up if we were talking Windows. Still, that's no excuse for a technologist to claim they don't exist.

Brain Meltdown.

Well, the coffee hasn't worked and my brain is rapidly turning to mush, so I think I'm going back to bed to see if I can catch 2-3 hours more of sleep. If not, I'll never manage to go to the Old Dublin tonight.

Leveraging my Incompetance.

I've noticed lately that when I haven't had nearly enough sleep (like now) I am much more creative. I find it easy to think up essay topics, for instance. I'm just completely incapable of doing the actual writing. So, today I'm taking notes on what to write in future technaut columns but will have to put off the actual writing for another day. Hopefully this time the notes will be comprehensible when I have a brain.

Knowing when I don't have enough brains to do anything is important. For instance, by now I should know better than to try to scroggle the gnarbs when I'm like this. I mean, plibs? No one does plibs any more!

Online Ontological Operations

Just making a few notes to myself (in relation to my earlier post) where I can find them again later (and the examples are illustrative only).

Within an Ontology isn't too bad:

• Distinguishing: Virus (computer) vs Virus (biology)
• Unification: Flapjacks are Pancakes.
• Classification: Crepes and Pancakes are Griddlecakes.
• Reclassification: Bats are not bugs!
• New Relationship: Smells like.

Its when there are competing ontological systems hosted on the same site and sharing entries that my brain starts to hurt. Clearly this is a bad day for me to think about this stuff.

Not a good plan.

So, I was thinking of a web site that would host a number of pro-walking, pro-hiking services. Things like gmap-pedometer and such. The question is, what to call it? Latin always adds a touch of class. So a lover of walking would be pedis (foot) combined with philio (love of) for ... pedophile. Hmm. So not a good plan. Besides, I'm sure its taken.

The Triumphant Return.

Well, I'm back from an evening of Drunken Debauchery¹ at the Old Dublin, where there was quite a large turnout of folks. There was me, kyotto and taxlady of course, since we came together. There was azrhey, pphaneuf, miseri and ryss_rhiannon² already there. There were also two folks at the end of the table that I discovered were "Josh" and "Mumble". Although I made several attempts to sort out if they had LJ accounts, and how exactly to pronounce Mumble, the noise in the bar defeated my attempts. Bunches more people showed up later including (not in chronological order -- I was drinking, after all) grimmwire, cpirate, gorbash_dragon, archdiva, gregorama, le_maistre_e, and last, but also last, urbangeo. I hope I haven't forgotten anyone.

During the evening I regaled the crowd with tales of my famous expedition to darkest Africa³, and flashed my tits ⁴. There was also much oggling of XXXenophile cards, and poking of various people going on. As far as I could tell pphaneuf was the first one under the table, unless someone else did it before I got there.

So, to summarize, a good time was had by all⁵, and no one got nailed to anything⁶. And now I'm back home and naked⁷ and writing it all down. Next stop, bed.

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¹ Okay, moderate tipsyness. I take what I can get.
² Who I previously only suspected was a cool person. Now I know it to be true.
³ No, I didn't.
⁴ Sadly, yes, I did.
⁵ And by all, I mean me. Its sort of a "Royal All".
⁶ At least, not that I noticed. Did I mention I was drinking?
⁷ Well, so long as you don't count the housecoat I'm sitting on.